It looks similar to a Crest, this little gang tattoo of yours.
[ For that's what the glowing symbol reminds him of, a tattoo marking Robin's belonging to a group. Yuri's own Crest isn't so visible, appearing only when the goddess sees fit to lend him her power.
At Robin's next words, his expression furrows with concern. ]
That hardly sounds like enough. Have your fill. Here—
[ Yuri takes out his dagger from the folds of his clothes and gently withdraws his hand. There's no hesitation as he draws the blade across his palm, and when he extends his hand again in a beckoning gesture, blood drips from a red line on his skin. ]
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[ For that's what the glowing symbol reminds him of, a tattoo marking Robin's belonging to a group. Yuri's own Crest isn't so visible, appearing only when the goddess sees fit to lend him her power.
At Robin's next words, his expression furrows with concern. ]
That hardly sounds like enough. Have your fill. Here—
[ Yuri takes out his dagger from the folds of his clothes and gently withdraws his hand. There's no hesitation as he draws the blade across his palm, and when he extends his hand again in a beckoning gesture, blood drips from a red line on his skin. ]